"Hurry up and put on this dress! It's so cold!"

Mei Lan walked through a group of people, and Ning Xiang, who was squatting on the ground, raised her head.

The tears on her face were wiped away, but her bright eyes were still shining like the Milky Way.

Mei Lan gave her a dress, and Ningxiang's eyes lit up, "Wow! Isn't this mine?!"

When she was doing laundry, this skirt got mixed in with Mei Lan's clothes and she put it away by mistake.

Because Ningxiang left AA University forever, Mei Lan also sorted out the things that belonged to Ningxiang. When attending the engagement party this time, she brought them all back to Ningxiang. Unexpectedly, this dress turned out to be of great use.

She accompanied Ningxiang to put on her clothes, and then comforted her, "You are not to blame for this, you are the victim. Don't worry, Liang Jinxi should be fine."

"I didn't expect that he was the one who got shot." Ningxiang felt a little angry at that moment. She didn't expect that both brothers were injured because of her, and she also felt guilty.

"Hey! You guy, what do you have to feel guilty about? It's not like you to say discouraging words!" Mei Lan patted Ningxiang's back loyally, "Actually, you don't have to go to college. Anyway, you study to find a good job.

Live a good life. Now you have reached the sky in one step, you have a permanent cash machine, and you have a handsome boy like Mr. Mo to sleep with. How great! You have found the most financially powerful and first-class wealthy family in our city.

Do you still care that AA will fire you?! Everyone envy you! I wish I were you! Wear gold and silver to dress yourself up every day, drive a luxury car, and wear P

ada, Armani, Chanel, go to the principal's office and see their miserable lives and your cheating life, okay?"

"Yeah, there's nothing to learn about literature!" Ningxiang also shook off her messed up hairstyle and used her fingers to comb out her long straight hair, "Every day is archeology, archeology, and chanting.

Ti, Ping Shui Yun, The Book of Songs, The Analects of Confucius, Zhuangzi, hey, if I don’t have any talent, I will be Jiangjiang’s, and I will almost be buried in the ground. It’s not fashionable or exciting at all!”

Mei Lan helped Ningxiang out of the bathroom, ran to the door to pick up the milk tea delivered from the takeaway, and handed it to her, "Yes! If you don't want to be more liberal and free and easy these days, it doesn't matter to compete with yourself. My dear,

Drink some happy water, and your strength will be restored after a while. By the way, the photo of your engagement party that I posted was liked by so many people! But it’s really annoying that Lin Shushu stole the spotlight. She was being interviewed.

How did a daredevil like her become a hero!"

"Yeah, no one believes anything I say now!" Ning Xiang was discouraged and a little unwilling.

"Hey, your little Mo Mo trusts you, just love you! The look in his eyes is so doting! I really ate a lot of dog food."

After being interviewed by the police in order, most of the people were let go. Mei Lan was also persuaded by Ningxiang to go back to school. She was one of the few who was left behind.

The police were a little confused about the confession she gave. They checked it several times and showed an incredulous expression.

One of the interrogators happened to be the female police officer who interrogated her last time. As soon as they met, she said, "It's you again! I kind of like you!"

"Officers, what I said is true!" Ningxiang told all the information and believed that they would be able to investigate clearly.

"By the way, we still need to check the wounds on your body." The female police officer insisted after Ningxiang refused, "Little girl, have you heard of Stockholm Syndrome? You don't want to defend the abuser, you have so many weird things.

We cannot turn a blind eye to wounds and bites. In general, domestic violence cases will not be filed if the family does not report them. If your boyfriend beats you or insults you, which constitutes the crime of injury, it is not a matter of face. You have rights.

Seek legal protection!”

"Thank you, I understand." Ningxiang was still thinking about the injuries of Jin Mo and Jin Xi. After recording the confession, she took Jin Mo's car and was taken to Liang's private hospital by the driver.

Thinking that Liang Liang might have another conflict with her, I was really a little frightened. Who would have thought that among the people sitting in the corridor on the third floor waiting for the operation results in the ICU, Liang Liang was the first to greet Ningxiang.

She rushed over and hugged Ningxiang, and actually said, I'm sorry.


Chapter completed!